Well.

Literally my ticket out of the 10th grade.

it's done. sophomore year. my very own 10th grade experience is finished. which means that half of my really really good friends are done with their whole high school careers. they're graduated, and it breaks my heart that i have to figure out how to make my way through the rest of high school without them. i have some things i want to say...


Garett




I think my favorite time with Garett was on the State Solo & Ensemble trip last month. The first couple of hours from Kanab to Cedar City were pretty boring, until we picked up track from Cedar, and baseball/softball from Beaver. The whole time, we were all scared to sleep for fear of a Reidhead or Garett doing something to us. And we had reasonable cause, because at some point, Justin was asleep and i got a video of Garett licking his face. Wouldn't that intimidate you into staying awake for a 6 hour bus ride? Oh, and our fun times in band and X-Press were definitely some highlights of my year.




**

Morgan





Morgan! Oh dear, this is one person i thank my lucky stars i was allowed to meet and be friends with. Last year we had French 1 together and we would always sit there with Seth and Brianna, eating Captain Crunch and saying "Je m'appelle ________. Je ne parle pas francais tres bien. J'adore toi!" (Translation: My name is _______. I do not speak french very well. I love you!) And then this year, Mr. Stewart was kind enough to put us in Seminary together for the second part of the year. That was so much fun! Butter, I'll really miss you and i'm so glad we were able to have such a blast in French, Seminary, and all those Girls Nights. =]




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TJ




Oh the infamous TJ. Yes, he's the one that hi-jacked my car. Twice. He is also the one that has a fetish with feet (he works at the hospital in physical therapy massaging old people's feet. so he notices everything from very skinny big-toe toenails to when your second toe is longer than your first), knows exactly where i am most ticklish, enjoys giving people wet-willies (mostly when they're sleeping... unfortunately, i've had this experience.), and is literally one of the most incredibly nice, sweet, friendly people i have ever met in my life. Throughout the year, i've discovered the more TJ picks on you, the better he likes you. Isn't that funny?
**
Matt




This is Matt slash Matthew slash Mattchu slash Crazy Guy That I Love To Pieces. (that last one isn't a nickname that easily sticks.) We've been through a lot of times together, not all of them being so great. But for the most part, Matt is a person that i like to go to whenever i just need a friend to listen and say that everything is going to be okay. Random? Yes. Bipolar? Sometimes. Focused? Almost never. There when you need him most? Almost every single time, without fail. He's going on his mission sometime this year, which i can honestly say i'm super proud of him for, but i'm still going to miss him like a fat kid misses the cupcake he just ate (except that i dont plan on eating Matt). I really look forward to the day when we can go on a scavenger hunt in a red Dodge Charger... =]


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Adam




VitaminWater. Seriously, this is the one person i associate with that delicious beverage. We've actually had conversations about our favorite labels of "that funny water" and i've looked over from my car to him sitting in his stupid nice Jeep doing a VitaminWater commercial just for me. I'm pretty sure i'll never be able to drink one of those again without thinking of that one sweet kid that i hung out with on music trips! Especially on the California trips both this year and last. I sat by him in Tower of Terror this year and pretty much broke his leg, and he didn't even cry! See? We are friends. Haha i sure like that Adam kid... even though he does have a stupid nice car that i love/hate. =]




**
Sam




Oh Sam/Salmon/Bob/Samsonite. This kid sure can brighten a person's day, and i feel bad that i've taken him for granted all year long. I'm going to miss him a lot when he goes on his mission, and i've even gotten permission to write. ;) haha right like i needed permission... really though, i love Sam to death and i hope we can stay friends, even though he's graduated.




**
Chasen




What can i say about this boy. My perspective of him has changed so much, i barely know what to think anymore. The first time i ever met Chasen, he was kind of a dark, creepy drama nerd (sorry man, but you know it was true) that was dating one of my best friends. Two years later (freshman year), we somehow ended up hanging out with the same people, which led to us being fairly good friends. Well long story short, Chasen and i went from aquaintances, to good friends, to being pretty close, to fighting like brother and sister, and i'm realizing now that i really do love him like a brother. He picks on me a lot and sometimes doesn't know when to stop, but that's pretty much what brothers do. I'm pretty sure that if it wasn't for all the jokes and stupid comebacks, i wouldn't be the person i am today. But even with all the petty arguing, i know for a fact that if anyone did anything to really hurt me, this boy would be there for me to back me up. Like i said... he's like a brother. (Oh, and this is the face he is probably making as he reads this... haha)




**
Justin




First of all, i just want to say that the day Justin cut his hair (March 17th, i think it was) was one of the happiest days of my whole entire life. Yes, that includes when i became an aunt, the day we picked up Todd and Keith and Rachelle from the airport last summer, the "perfect" day i had a couple months ago at the Chuck Wagon, and the day i was baptized. Anyways, i don't think i've ever met a (straight) guy that cared about people's feelings as much as Justin does. There have been times when i've called him up and said "What are you doing right now? I need to talk to you..." and we'd sit in his car for as long as i needed while i cried to him about whatever was killing me at the time. Not only was he able to calm me down, but he made me see that my tiny drama issues were actually not the end of the world. I'm not sure if he ever realized how much those times meant to me, but i know that the first time something bad comes my way when he's gone, i won't have to hesitate to call him.
**
Jod




Jod is a special guy. He' the kind of person that you can joke around with all the time, but i have had countless really deep ♥-♥s with him. My favorite thing about Jod is that he is his own person who honestly cares about people and is friends with everyone. But when it comes to his very best friends, anyone can see with the way he treats them, he sees them as brothers. Jod is one of my very best friends ever, of all time. High school without him is not going to be a walk in the park, but it's my hope that we can stay friends.




**
Shaylee




SHAYLEE! Well you see, we had Government together at the first half of the year and she was my math teacher's TA. So between those two and the fact that she was really good friends with my best friend Ashley, me and this chicka got to be pretty good friends. We are cute and we like to chill and make fun of Justin's long hair. Well, we did when it was really long. Oh and me, her, and Demi were always just a wee bit crazy in 5th hour Gov't. Man, i'm going to miss Shaylee so much. She always had a way with brightening everyone's day, no matter how far south it was headed. I ♥ you!






Final and overall thought of this epic and long post: i love you boys and girls so much. Please don't ever forget that.

Stairway to Heaven, EdNet, and Ironman.

Today is K Day. If you don't know what that is, it's what we call the day before the last day of school, where all we do is hang out, sign yearbooks, play 3 on 3 basketball, do dodgeball tournaments, have water balloon "civil wars", and the following year's student council white-washes the K on K Hill. Hence, K Day. Last year, we even had a Guitar Hero tournament, which was entertaining. They actually had to ban "Stairway to Heaven" and "Free Bird" due to a wait list. Haha...

For some reason, i can't get it through my head that graduation is tomorrow. Since i'm only a sophomore, you wouldn't expect me to get so worked up about it, but i really am. I mean, i am (or have at some point been) friends with like half of the senior class. And even the ones that i'm not exactly friends with, we've talked and laughed and had a good time and i don't like to think about how school is going to be different without them. You know? Plus, i don't like the idea of next year's seniors letting their age status getting to their heads... they've been acting like seniors since like 8th grade. Haha.

I signed so many yearbooks today. Well, maybe not a lot, but it seems like it because i pretty much wrote a whole novel in all the ones i did write in. When i was writing in Garetts, he left and came back at least 3 times to see if i was done yet. Finally, he just waited it out. Only the upperclassmen got their's today, so us and the freshmen get ours tomorrow. I think i wrote something to TJ, Garett, Morgan, Jod, Shaylee, Cassidie, Matt, Chasen, Demi, Tyler aka T-Dub, Mossi, and Rebekah Marshall... yeah, that last one was pretty random. Believe me. I wrote a TON in most of them. I'm kind of excited to get mine. I say "kind of" only because i want people to sign it. In reality, the yearbooks this year actually really really bite. All the pictures are either super pixelated or really stretched out, and there's not even anything about X-Press in there at all. So yeah i basically just want mine to have people sign it.

Today was pretty random, i have to say. There was the stuff that happened all day, such as me taking pictures with like everyone i saw, me and Nikiah driving around town so she could take pictures of everywhere she wanted to remember, etc. But there were some things that went down that completely threw off my groove. For one, i had a water balloon thrown at me while i was driving back to school from picking up a paycheck and it scared the everything out of me! So then there were little lime green pieces of balloon stuck to my driver's side door. Then, while i was taking a picture with Rhees and T-Dub, Tyler decided it's been too long since he's tickled me. So right as the picture is taken, his hand that was over my right shoulder INSTANTLY went to my underarm and he started tickling me like crazy. Poor Rhees, i'm pretty sure i kicked him a lot because of how we were sitting, and i was squirming all over the place trying to make T-Dub stop! They decided that they're going to call me up this summer and say they're coming to get me... =/ Alright anyways, i've got one more story, and it's the strangest of the day. I'm still having a hard time understanding it. So me and Nikiah were at Junction getting some lunch, and when we were done we walked out the door. I heard someone say "Hey, Jennifer buddy friend pal!" I turned, and it was my friend Jake getting out of his friend's car. He had this weird little grin on his face, and said "Want to help a guy out?" I had no idea what he was talking about, but Nikiah and i went to him anyways. He took me around the corner of the building so his friend in the car couldn't hear or see what was going on. So then Jake went on to explain how this girl was psycho and she liked the friend in the car a lot but claimed she didn't, but pretty much stalked him. He then went on to say "And we were thinking that maybe if he got a girlfriend, she would back off. So what do you say... would you be a temporary girlfriend? It would only be for a week or two, and you wouldn't have to do anything more than hang out with us and maybe hold his hand once in a while." I was speechless, mostly because the friend they were helping out was a boy i'd had a crush on at one point. For a second, i was thinking Man, if only they'd asked me this about two months ago...! After a little while though, and after joining about 3 other people that were in on the plan, i admit i kind of lost track of what they were talking about and Jake finally said "Okay Jennifer, you're off the hook for now. Don't worry about it!" So yeah, that was weird. I was very close to being considered a Rent-A-Girlfriend. Not exactly how i pictured my day going, you know?

I can't believe how different the end of this year is from the end of last year. Hmm let's see how this goes...
Last year: I was 15, thrilled to no longer be considered the bottom of the food chain.
This year: I am 16, wanting badly to become an upperclassman.

Last year: Dreading having to actually take a science class, but glad to be out of French 1.
This year: Really wishing i could take one of Mrs. Warner's classes again, and i will be taking EdNet classes, which are wayyy worse than French.

Last year: Permit.
This Year: License.

Last year: Couldn't WAIT for summer to come, so i could go to Florida and have fun and whoo hoo!
This Year: Well, i have to work all summer. Mehh.

Last year: I was crazy about a boy, and he liked me back and things were going pretty well.
This Year: That same boy and i fight like brother and sister, but we still like each other as friends.

Last year: "Pirates of the Carribean 3" was the movie we were all peeing ourselves to see. (Not literally. Just so we're clear.)
This Year: I'm thinkin "Ironman."

Last year: Antsy to turn 16 so i could go on dates "all the time."
This Year: I went on one date, and i'm not even sure it counted because 1) it was only to get out of playing in pep band, 2) we didn't even like each other as more than friends, and 3) he and his girlfriend were "on a break" at the time, but now that they're together again, he counts that time as part of their consecutive dating period. So i went on a date with a taken guy.

Last year: Couldn't care less about graduation. For me, it was just my first year of playing "Pomp and Circumstance" 60 times.
This Year: Well, we've been through this already. I'm sorry siblings, but i think this is the one graduation besides my own that will have/has had the biggest effect on me.

Last year: Yay friends with everyone whoo party!
This Year: Hmm won't go into that. But we'll just say that i don't have all the same friends i used to.


See? Big difference. That last bit reminded me, though. I did something today that i have never done before. I talked to my mom for like an hour about what was going on between me and my friends and all the drama that was happening around me. I don't know why, but i've just never been really open with her about stuff like that. Why is that, do you think? Because i have no clue at all. It has just been an odd day all around, i believe. Tomorrow is the official last day of school, and actual graduation. Plus, my mama is leaving for 4 days.

I wonder what tomorrow has coming...?

This is the picture with Rhees and T-Dub i was talking about earlier...

Novel?

I just thought I’d tell everybody that today was not even half bad. I mean, there wasn’t anything really spectacular that happened, and I’m not exactly high on elation like I was that one time, but still… I got a few stories out of the day. Stories make things interesting, yes?

So this morning, Mama and I drove into town together, and I took her to work, then I drove to school. As soon as I got to school, Nikiah asked me if I could take her to Laid Back Larry’s for breakfast, because her car was running on fumes. We had like 15 minutes until the tardy bell, so I was like sure, why not? We get to Laid Back Larry’s, and this Yukon in front of us I swear ordered like 16 coffees. So we had to wait and wait and wait and watch the clock tick, the whole time Nikiah’s saying “I’m so sorry if I make you late, I didn’t know it would be this slow!” But my first period teacher is like 8 months pregnant (the other day, she asked this kid to pick up a box for her, and was like “It’s not that heavy and I could normally pick it up, but we don’t want me going into labor. That’s something no one wants to see.”), and therefore usually pretty distracted. I’m pretty sure I didn’t get marked tardy…

That’s one story. After that, there were a few little stories, which I won’t go into too much detail about. But basically in 3rd period, I almost had to “divorce” my “husband” but we got over it. Haha oh and in 4th hour, Megan and I had to write the lyrics to both options for senior songs on poster boards… we spent the whole class period on it, and we’re still not done. I wish we knew what song they were doing for sure, because it would be really nice to only have to write the words for one.

Alright, this one is pretty interesting. It was an adventure. Okay, so Ashley came into my 4th hour class after the bell rang and asked me what I was doing for lunch. Neither of us had any money, so I said “Middle school?” “Sure, I haven’t been there in a while.” “Okay… walk or drive?” “Drive. My legs hurt.” So we went out to where my car was parked, and drove over to the middle school. (In case you don’t know, that’s less than a block from the high school. Like, you can see it from the front side of the building.) Well TJ, Tyrell, Dustin, and Tyler Robinson a.k.a. T-Rob were walking down the middle of the road. TJ came around to my window, which was down, so I assumed he was going to say something to me. Unfortunately, this meant I had my foot on the brake. Which meant he was able to reach in, put the car in park, and take out the keys all within like 2 seconds. (Either he’s very, very fast, or my reflexes suck… I’m hoping he’s just fast. Haha) Then he took off running. If you don’t know TJ, you should know that he’s not like a jerk or a bully or anything, he’s just… well, he’s just TJ. Ashley and I just sat there for a second going “What the heck just happened?” But then T-Rob came up and said “Well hey, you can still put your car in neutral without the keys. You’ll just have limited steering and brake power.” So that’s what we did. I put the car in neutral (which for some reason, was not very easy) and had T-Rob on the left side, Tyrell on the right, and Dustin in the back, all pushing me. (Something inside me gave me the crazy temptation to touch the brakes juuuuuust a little to see what would happen to Dustin.) I guess TJ felt betrayed by them helping me after what he did, because he came back and gave me my keys. Later though, when we were all sitting at the lunch table, I (brilliantly) put my keys on the table. TJ launched across the table and swiped them. Then, without me seeing him do it, took off the clicker thing and passed it to Tyrell, who passed it to T-Rob, who passed it to Dustin. I really don’t know exactly what happened to it after that, because I didn’t even realize it was gone until I was back at the high school and noticed I only had the ignition key. So at the end of lunch, I went up to Dustin, put my arm on his shoulder and said “So Dustin. Can I have my clicker back?” --pause for effect-- “What clicker?” That’s when I looked at T-Rob, who was pretending to not even realize I was there. Very suspicious. So then I started to walk away, but looked back in time to see him putting the clicker in Dustin’s shirt pocket. For the time I didn’t have it though, I was scared. Ashley actually told me “If I was them, or even if I was on their side with all this, I would tell them to unlock your car, put it in neutral, and push it somewhere.” That thought scared me, so I had to go check on it every few minutes. Altogether, it was a pretty… exciting experience? Those guys play lots of tricks, but they’re usually pretty funny, and I never get mad. So that just helped make my day by making things funnier.

That reminds me. I swear, only in Kanab can you walk out of class, say “Hey, someone stole my car!” then walk back in and sit down like nothing happened. That’s what this kid in X-Press did the other day, but it turns out it was his little brother that had taken his truck. It was funny though, because he freaked out for a second, but it was only because his phone was in there. That’s the only reason he was worried… go figure.
Oh, and I have to say that I’m pretty proud of myself. Lately, I’ve just been sick of sitting around, waiting for something to happen between me and a certain person. So last week or something like that, I wrote him a note and left it in his locker. Today, he told me that it’s still there because he says its like finding a nice surprise for him every morning. So I wrote him another one in 7th hour, complete with little cartoons of an inside joke. We’ll see (well… I’ll see) how he reacts to it in the morning, huh? I don’t know, maybe that’s kind of childish, but I love writing notes, so why not write notes to the boy you like, right? Haha

I actually didn’t have too bad of a time at work today. It was pretty fast, so I didn’t have to worry about finding things to do. See, the way to my boss’s heart is to always be doing something, and to never ever sit down. So if I’m not checking someone out, I usually go wash the windows. I swear, I washed the same door like 3 times today because I didn’t know what else to do! But I also think I had a pretty good time because I was working with Kaylie, and she always makes the time go by faster. Oh, and after work, I went across the street to the Shell station because Savy was working and well, I just thought I’d visit her. Plus, I needed a beverage because it was like a million degrees outside. So I go back to the fridge, and the door like flies open. For a second, I was like what the crap? But then I remembered seeing Chasen’s car out front. So I looked closer, and saw him and Chris back in there. I opened the door to get the drink, looked right at Chris, and got my Dr. Pepper. It took him like 5 seconds, but he finally was like “Drat! She saw me!” so they came out and Chasen was like “Oh my gosh, I cannot believe the difference in temperatures!” It was literally so hot in that place, Savy’s Crunch Bar was completely melted. Yikes.

Last good thing: at like 7 or 8-ish, I’d laid in bed to read my book, but the words started running together because I was sooooo tired. So I took a nap. A while later, like a quarter to 9, my mama came in and asked me if I was out for the night. I replied with: “iuhnuh.” Translation: “I don’t know.” Then she said “Well if not, I was wondering if you’d want to go for a walk with me for Family Home Evening.” So a couple minutes later, I got up, put on some jeans and went for a walk with my mama. That was fun, because we got to just talk about random stuff. I even told her I was proud of her for recognizing a Taylor Swift ringback tone. I like my mama, a whole lot. I really do!

Well, I think I’m gonna call that good. I’m pretty sure you couldn’t care less about my stories, but if they did have any effect on you, I hope it was a good one. :)

You're it.

so i was checkin my sister's blog because i'm insanely bored and i'm trying to pass the time, and i discovered that she'd "tagged" me. as in, she filled out this survey dealie and then said i should do it. so for boredom's sake... here goes.


Two Names You Go By: Jennifer & Fif

Two Things You Are Wearing Right Now: Blue polo and AE Artist jeans.

Two Of Your Favorite Things To Do: Shop and play!

Two Things You Want To Do Very Badly At This Moment: GO HOME and/or find someone to hang out with for an hour.

Two Favorite Pets: Molly (not my pet) and Bowser (also not my pet).

Two People Who Will Fill This Out: Probably Kaylie and... i dont know, maybe Taylor?

Two Things You Did Last Night: Worked on my slide show, worked on my OTHER slide show.

Two Things You Ate Today: Frosty and chicken nuggets

Two Last People You Talked To: Kaylie and Justin on the phone, Jake and Nikiah in person.

Two Longest Car Rides: Lumberton, NC to Mora, NM; Mora, NM to Provo, UT.

Two Favorite Holidays: Christmas and Easter.

Two Favorite Vacations: FL & NM

Two Favorite Drinks: Dr. Pepper & Milk


i guess i "tag" Kaylie and Taylor?

P.S.

SO GUESS WHAT EVERYBODY I GET MY BRACES OFF NEXT MONTH OH MY GOSH I AM SO EXCITED I CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT HOW GREAT IT WILL BE TO HAVE THEM OFF AND TO NOT FEEL GUILTY ABOUT CHEWING GUM AND I CAN EAT CANDY APPLES EVEN THOUGH I DON'T REALLY LIKE THEM ALL THAT MUCH AND IT WON'T TAKE ME LIKE FIFTEEN WHOLE DANG MINUTES TO TAKE CARE OF MY TEETH EVERY SINGLE NIGHT AND I CAN EAT BREAD IN PUBLIC WITHOUT HAVING TO SUCK IT OUT OF MY TEETH EVERY TIME I TAKE A BITE WOW I AM JUST SO STOKED ABOUT THIS I CAN'T EVEN PAUSE TO USE ANY KIND OF PUNCTUATION AND I COULD PROBABLY PUT IT IN AT ANY TIME BUT I KNOW THIS IS DRIVING JUSTIN BONKERS SO I JUST KEEP GOING AND HAVE I MENTIONED HOW DANG STOKED I AM TO GET THESE BAD BOYS OFF WHOO OH AND THERE'S A COUPLE HOURS BETWEEN WHEN I GET THEM OFF AND WHEN I GET MY RETAINER SO IN THOSE FEW HOURS MY TEETH WILL BASICALLY BE NAKED AND I CAN EAT ANYTHING I WANT YAYAYAYAYAYAYYAYAYAYAYAYYAYAYAYAYYAYAY!!!!!



sorry. just thought i'd mention that. but really, i bet justin is just foaming at the mouth right now because of the lack of punctuation or indentation. =]



hmm... i wonder if i'll have to re-learn how to smile? i had to do that when i got them on. actually, i got my braces off about 20 minutes before i got my learner's permit. so i look like a downright in the picture because i have no idea how to smile. haha i heard that when you get braces off, your teeth feel really slimy, and your lips feel a lot smaller, because they're not as far away from your teeth as usual. seriously, i'm way excited. this means i'll have beautiful, metal-free teeth for most of my summer, the yearbook pictures, homecoming, prom, the rest of my life, etc. haha


this post turned out to be a lot longer than i intended. whoops.

Pink Converses, New Phone, and a Smartypants

so you know that post i did about dreams and such? well, i had a VERY interesting one last night... like, to anyone else it sounds like it's not that weird, but to me... wow. i know that there is no way in heck that it could come true.

it was one of those ones that feels like reality, when you don't know that you're sleeping, even when something isn't exactly right. for instance, i was at school, and we were out for lunch. (oh, and i remember that i was wearing pink high-top converses which i dont own with my X-Press formal dress, but it was shorter. so in reality it would look reeeeeally stupid, but it seemed fine in the dream.) so i went to my locker, put away my books, and walked outside to Chasen's car, which is where we normally meet at lunch. well, Chasen had a new car. it was like a white Mercedes/Pontiac (yes, i do mean both. together.) SUV but it was really really nice. there were like 3 sunroofs and we all had massage chairs. but in my sleep, even that didn't make me think that it wasn't real.

so we went to matt's house for lunch, but for some reason we were eating on the couches downstairs. actually, i think i was sitting on the ping pong table. we were all eating hotdogs. at one point, i noticed that Matt hadn't touched his food (which was my first clue that none of this was real... lol), so i asked him if he was okay. and he said "yeah, i just dont have time to eat between all this texting. man i'm so sick of it! Jennifer, just take my phone. you can have it. i am so sick of texting!" (that made me sure that it was all a dream) so he hucked his phone at me and i kept it for texting purposes.

later, it was after school and i was driving my mama's car to pick up Todd from the rock shop. i guess we had a house in town or something, because we went to some house, walked in, and went to the den. Todd immediately crashed on the couch and i just sat in a chair and watched TV. somehow, he'd gotten ahold of my phone (mine, not Matt's) and was only pretending to sleep. for whatever reason. well i heard it start to ring from over by Todd, so i started to go over there, but he was already holding my phone out to me and just said "it's Chasen."

so, not only does chasen never ever ever ever call me, but i'm pretty sure he doesnt even have my phone number because a) i don't have texting, and that's basically all he uses his phone for, and b) if he did, he wouldn't call me. so at this point in the dream, i'm basically just watching to see what other crazy, impossible things my subconscious could come up with. well, i answered the phone, and you'll never guess what Chasen did. so i'll tell you. he asked me, nicely if Todd and i "would like to meet them at the church to go longboarding, and just hang out in the sunshine of the afternoon." i asked him if he was on something illegal, but he just laughed and asked if we needed a ride.

that's as far as i remember in the dream. except that we did go longboarding, but Todd's broke in half so we didn't do a whole lot. other than that, it was just like a series of absolutely impossible events. what's funny though, is that i told this dream to Matt and Chasen this morning, and they had different reactions. Matt: "actually, i really am sick of texting. but i'm not giving you my phone." Chasen: "oh man you're right, that would never happen. i'd never call you!" hmm very suave there, smartypants. lol

well, i'm off to California tomorrow for a family reunion! whoo! really, i am so stoked. i get to see 4/5 of my siblings, plus an in-law, a niece, and a nephew. those folks are grand, i like to chill with them! anyways... yeah, i have nothing else to say. i just thought i'd write about that dream because it kind of pertains to a previous one. i might post again when i get back from Cali... we'll see.

Tribute to my buddies...

my friends are the bestest, no battle. only they could get me excited to get in shape, then actually help me do it. i mean, we kick abs (lol) every day and after we do some official workouts, we make jokes and laugh so hard, thats an extra workout! last night, i went to Nikiah's house with her, Ashley, and Kelly and had a PARTY. meaning, we watched "The Messengers" and "Alvin and the Chipmunks" while eating popcorn, Swedish Fish, Pixy Stix, M&Ms, Sugar Daddies, and drinking "beer" (it was actually Cream Soda in glasses that looked like beer mugs). we went CRAZY and had the best time ever! seriously, i love my friends. they mean the world to me.

Me and Ashley on a basketball trip. I ♥ this picture so much!




Me and Nikiah chillin after we got done laying out!




This is old, but just as special...♥

Ringlets, Popcorn Chicken, and Captain Crunch

hmm. i feel strange right now. i feel like my timing has been off all day, even though it's only really been the last couple of hours. i was alone from like 8-11 or so. i started watching "Phantom of the Opera" at about 10, then i got bored and decided to play with my hair. i found a ringlet iron under my sink and decided to give it a try. i'd post a picture of the final product, but it's kind of fallen down. also, while i was doing that, i was carrying on a e-mail/text conversation with Kelsie (i was e-mailing, she was texting. nifty, huh?) which got interesting. i dont really know how to feel about that conversation. it was definitely sad, but i think we both knew it was going to happen eventually? i dont know. it's still not completely worked out. and i feel like a poopy face because of it.

actually, this whole day has been kind of a weird day. for the last couple of months in english, we've been constantly working our a-words off. but now that the CORE tests are over, all we did was read. for the whole class period. that, and discuss my teacher's hair that she cut (and i think dyed) herself at 2:00 last night. i guess math was normal. in band, we went on strike (but justin claims i wasn't on strike... i have no idea where he was coming from on that one.). X-Press... what did we do? i remember TJ actually BITING my toe (even though i was wearing tennis shoes. that was weird. it was even weirder that i felt it.), and Mrs. Terry putting the cover on the piano so Matt Johnson would stop making faces at himself in the reflection. oh i know! we sang "Blue Skies." hmm then in Government, K.O. was gone today, so we got Mr. Glover as a sub. we were supposed to do some big ole nasty assignment out of the book plus some presidential student survey, but he just had us do the survey. then he let us out 10 minutes early for lunch.

lunch was different, too. i usually go with Chasen, Matt, Justin, and Kelsie. But today, they all went their seperate ways, and i went to Stage Stop with Ashley and Nikiah. we're supposed to be on this fitness program or something, but we all got like popcorn chicken and chocolate milk. ha. we got back way early too, which is also a new thing for me. in seminary, it seemed like we were missing a lot of people for track. we talked about dreams (the lesson was on Daniel interpretting King Nebuchanezzar's [sp] dream). oh, and i found my favorite jacket that i've been looking for for like a week. Ben came up to me after 6th hour and was like "hey, your jacket is in Mrs. Q's room." that was weird to me, because i haven't had Mrs. Quarnburg since Driver's Ed in 2nd or 3rd term of last year. so while i was thinking this out loud to Ben, Dustin came up and asked what we were talking about. so we filled him in, and was like "oh yeah, i found it in the teacher's lounge and put it in Mrs. Q's class." he ended up getting it for me from there, which i thought was nice. i must have left it in the teacher's lounge on the last day of PEP last week... i dont know.

after school, Nikiah drove me, her, and Ashley to AK's house for another ab workout... i didnt like this one. all it was was a bunch of crunches, just in different positions. when we got done with that though, we just laid on ashley's bed and took pictures of the three of us. we're just sweet like that! we laughed so hard we all had tears streaming down our faces by the time Kiah drove me to the high school. there, daddy picked me up in our rental... minivan. meh. oh well, at least it's a nice minivan, right?

mentioning seminary and dreams got me thinking about it. in that class today, we all got to tell about some dreams that we remember, and pretty much everyone's were really scary. including mine. i had some funny ones i could have said, such as the one where i was dreaming, but i thought i was awake. i was just sitting on my bed staring at the wall, when Captain Crunch and i think the Kool-Aid guy just busted into my room. like, the Kool-Aid guy tried to come in through the door but was too fat, so he just stood outside, but Captain Crunch busted his whole freakin ship through my wall and i got PISSED! it was really cold outside, so i started freaking out on the Captain about fixin up the wall and what the crap was he doing in the middle of the desert with a ship, huh? anyway, i just got to thinking about scary dreams and how much i dont like them...

scary is a very relative term when it comes to dreams. it could mean like sci-fi scary that couldn't happen such as an alien invasion; it could mean scarily (is that an actual word?) accurate, as in you dream about egging someone's house, and the next day you learn that your enemy got egged; it could be referring to something sad or traumatizing that happens to someone you love; or it could mean something bad happening to you, and i dont mean dying. i heard somewhere that when you die in your dreams, it means that you're letting a part of yourself go. but when i say something bad happening to you, i mean something that is worse than death. some examples (these are all dreams that either i've had, or someone i know has):

Sci-Fi: when i was maybe 5 or 6, i had a horrible dream (which i still remember very vividly) that i was playing hide and seek with a bunch of pine trees and i knew that if they found me, they'd squish me. I woke up terrified of course, but didnt want to wake my sisters because i was pretty sure they were scarier than killer trees, so i went down the hall to my brothers' room. i quietly tapped on the door because i didnt want to wake them up... even though they were still up. i ended up scaring the crap out of them. HA in your face, mon freres!

Accuracy: a couple months before i turned 16, i had a dream that i was at this after-party for a 30 Seconds to Mars concert. the concert had been my first date, and it was with Chasen (shut up, don't you say a word). well lo and behold, come January, my first date was a concert with Chasen. granted, it was a Dallas Brass concert instead of 30 Seconds to Mars, and Justin was my date... Chasen and Bryttni Fox were the couple we were doubling with! So in a way, the dream came true. Just... weirdly.

Loved ones: this is the dream i told in seminary today. it was back when "Titanic" had first come out on VHS, and i think i was watching the end of it with my sister Sarah. you know, the part where Rose is all "I'll never let go, Jack!" then he slips away, dead. well in my dream, we were at Woodside Pool, which was a pool that we had a membership with in NC. it was some party for members, and everyone was just walking around talking, no one was actually IN the pool. at some point, my mom slipped and fell in, but i grabbed her and and started trying to pull her out. but in relation to the movie, she looked at me and said all inspirationally "let go, jennifer. just let me go..." i dont know if she expected me to say "i'll never let go, mama!" but i didnt. i said "okay!" and loosened my grip. and then i watched my mother sink down through the black to the bottom of the 100 foot deep end. that was definitely the worst dream i have ever had.

Self: as far as i can remember, i've never had anything extreme like this. but during our dream-confessions today, this one kid said he had a dream that he was a serial killer. like, anyone that approached him, he just slit their throats. he also went on to say some details that i'll edit for your sake.


i'm really not sure what that whole tangent had to do with why i'm writing a new post. actually, i dont even know why i am. i think its because i need to get myself distracted from what's going on reality, so i'd rather just babble about dreamland... speaking of which, i'm going to bed. remember what i said about timing? yeah. by that, i meant curling my hair at 11 pm, taking a bath at 1 am, and writing a blog at 2:19 am. what a weirdy!

Promise fulfilled.

well i said i might finish that story later, so here i am. we ended up getting a 2+ (which is about the equivalent of a B+, a 1 being an A.) because songs are judged pretty harshly at state. it's a little disappointing, especially compared to how AMAZING we did in our mini-practice right before we performed. oh well, i still have another 2 years to go before giving up, right?

and here's that picture of adam killing me. remember what i said about megan and her jacked up knees? well, i was casually sitting by her taking the picture at the very top of the previous post, when adam attacked. unfortunatly, i got "slimed" by her Neosporin-coated knee and she 'bout had to punch his face to make him stop smothering me so she'd stop getting her knees hit. so there's the story.

adam's crazy.





peace out, folks.